Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1100

7 PM.

In the brightly lit Inko Group headquarters, on one of the higher floors, Parisa Tennyson felt a chill run down her spine in the chairman's office.

She walked into Phineas Wilson's office, her sharp eyes flicking instinctively toward the floor-to-ceiling windows. Down below, the streets were bustling, and the cars looked as tiny as ants.

Erik gently closed the office door, shutting out the noise from the Inko Group's secretaries outside.

He watched Parisa place her briefcase on the large executive desk. After pulling out her laptop, she retrieved a few strands of hair from a compartment inside the case.

"Chairman," Erik's eyes lit up as he approached, recalling how the chairman had deftly managed to obtain these strands from Florence during their ride back to the city. "You actually got Florence's hair."

Parisa glanced at the hair, her expression complex, a hint of frost in her voice. "Put it in gloves and seal it up. This is evidence to verify the truth once more. I'll personally deliver it for testing to ensure there's no slip-up. Once the new paternity test results are out, if Florence isn't the daughter, this will be our proof to expose her to the world."

"Understood!"

Erik marveled at the chairman's foresight. He vacuum-sealed the evidence and began searching for information on his laptop.

A few minutes later, Erik frowned and reported back to Parisa, "Chairman, there are indeed search results for Whitney Valentine and Whitney Sheldon on domestic networks."

Parisa's heart tightened. She turned to his screen, "What did you find?"

Erik shook his head, "There are some obscure tabloid stories suggesting Whitney is the eldest daughter of the Sheldon family. But there are no photos of Whitney, and no substantial news. Similarly, under the name 'Whitney,' there's little information... Oh? But there's a company called 'Skye Gem Ltd.' linked with the searches. Could it be related to Whitney?"